And they didnt arrest you. I think you have a lil more pull than you say you do. I dont like the drunk guys who come in here. They give all guys a bad...name. They come in here and think just because a female is openly bi that were freaks and wanna do every and anybody. I hate that mess. Yeah they do give guys a bad name. I dont understand it at all. I think Ive done enough tryna understand stuff for one week. Would you like to join me and a couple of my friends in our section in VIP Sure. Are. They pulled me back into the middle of the car seat again, and he knelt between my legs and started slamming his cock into me, making me grunt with each new stroke. He didn't cum so fast this time, and it felt like he fucked me steadily for an hour, but I wasn't complaining. Meanwhile, the big cock guy, Blaine, was hard again too, and so the boys slid me up further on the seat until my head hung over past it. With Eric on his knees, continuing to fuck my pussy, Blaine stood outside the car. She gingerly pulled the ring across one knuckle and another. He gazed proudly at the prize that he would soon acquire, she gazed silently at the symbolism she wore. I willed my legs to action before I had any notion of what was happening. My feet fell hard on ceramic, my legs heavy. As if my head were gliding independently of my body, I watched with steady eyes as I drew closer. Perhaps no eyes were on me now, but I felt as if there was no one more important in the world. ‘Take that off,’ I. Isn't it?"He nodded.Crawling in, he saw what looked like a sawhorse type thing near the backof the garage, and what looked like a black plastic curtain hanging fromthe rafters.She "walked" him over to the back the the saw horse. She put down hercigarette." OK my wittle sweetie.... lets get you set up on this." ... She had himscoot over and get up on his knees. She helped him get lined up over thelength of it..... most of his body. His sissy bits and bottom were notsupported. He was still on.